David Harris Poems

The lingering shadows of those
who are gone from our grasp
bring comfort to those
who had to say behind.
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For days my world seemed empty,
as the words had flown
never it seemed to return.
Then I woke up this morning
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The electric blue of a lightning sky
lit up the country lane momentarily.
She walked alone
with her scarf blowing in the wind
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The stranger sat upon the park bench,
and looked across the Lough.
Smoke from his pipe
blended with the cool morning breeze.
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Listen to the music of love,
that seeps in from everywhere.
The rhythm of two hearts,
beating as one.
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Note: I don’t often put poems up that are not my own. But at the end this poem came with a request from the unknown author who wanted lots of people to read it by passing it on. As I read the poem I understood why and decide if I post it as the readership would end up worldwide. I removed the mark counter as it is not needed for this, but if want to pass this poem along please be my guest.

T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.
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On the mantle place they sit
Glimpses of yesterdays
Memories of the good times
Before you said it was your time to go
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My friends are strangers
My family is the world
At one time, I sought fame
Everyone to know my name
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Naked bodies
locked in passion’s throes,
behind closed doors,
so no one can see.
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As I sat on my hospital bed, many things went around in my head. They had told me that I had suffered several mini strokes. They were not real strokes, but just enough to make me alter some things in my lifestyle. I couldn’t drive my car for at least a month or more. That wasn’t going to be a great loss. I was going to be off work for a couple of weeks or more. That would give me time to relax.

My diet was going to have to change, which was any thing that big. I had to eat less fatty foods and more vegetables. I could on occasions treat myself, but treating myself didn’t mean everyday. When it came to cream and sweet cakes, they did not really bother me.
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